Weapons of Mass Destruction lyrics

[*sample*]
Wanting people to listen you can't just tap them on the shoulder anymore
You have to hit them with a sledgehammer
And then you'll notice you've got their strict attention

[Necro]
Fully functioning murder mechanisms (2X)

[Mr. Hyde]
Ayo f*ck a gat kid, my favorite tool is a hatchet
There ain't that many weapons more brutal than that sh*t
I'll settle for a bat, a metal one at that
Bash you with a tea pot kid, and call the kettle black
Torture with fork lifts, twisted on your porch this
Weapons assortment got you lookin' awkward
Sharpen the pencil, and penetrate your eye
Heartless but gentle, a splendid way to die
Shackle and jux with steel grapplin' hooks
And drop your lost corpse off in back of a bush
Though I prefer to bust jaws than to murder with buzzsaws
In terms of total damage, the burner does more
Twine is used to strangle, tire irons mangle
Police disbelieve what is underneath your Kangol
It bares the resemblance of fruit gettin' blended
Use a crossbow to shoot your appendix
Stomp you with cleats to halt your heart beat
Or sharpen my teeth and tear apart fleas
[Hook]
Kill with a drill, clap with a gat!
Maim with a flame, or hack with an axe!
Scorch with the torch, jux with the hooks!
Every weapon I use rearranges your looks!
Choke with the rope, crack with the bat!
Stick with a pick, or snap with a strap1
Carve with a large knife and you're trife!
Every weapon I use puts an end to your life!

[Mr. Hyde]
You could be shot with the Glock, or clocked with a rock
Cue balls in the socks for knockin' your block off
Store bought tools can be used to deplore you
A fork or a corkscrew, duke I assure you'll
Die 'til you're dead with the pliers and thread
I can close up your legs or open your head
An African spear, packed in your rear
Acts as the maximum laxative here
A blowtorch inches way as it singes
AIDS blood filled to the brim in syringes
Sledgehammer slam, chisels in chest
Watch the read drizzle and drip from the flesh
I lust to create, a much rougher fate
Pillows cover your face as lungs suffocate
Though Chinese stars, might leave scars
Swords get applause when they slice out hearts
Diced into parts much smaller than ants
I like to depart with gore on my hands
[Hook]

[Necro]
Fully functioning murder mechanisms (2X)